When Su Chen took this step, the temperature between this heaven and earth plummeted, and an indescribable sense of oppression slowly emanated.

Call!

Call!

In the silence of the field, only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

Clouds of white qi spat out from the mouth of the Soul Slayer Guard, and the hands holding the weapon and the large shield tightened a little.

Looking at the figure not far away, the young man's black hair fluttered gently with the breeze, and his black eyes were as deep as the starry sky.

"What kind of strong man is this?" they asked in their hearts, shaking their heads to shake off the terrifying thoughts in their minds, this is a question that cannot be answered at all, it will only make them lose the most basic courage to be a warrior!

Before, no one may have regarded Su Chen as a strong man. In their cognition, how capable is a teenager?

However, the harsh reality challenges the limits of their cognition again and again.

He ...... Who the hell is ......?"

A teenager has a momentum far beyond the limits that can be reached at this age.

I really can't explain it as props or anything like that, and I can't deceive myself anymore.

Due to the well-trained training on weekdays, they did not scatter and still formed a battle formation.

But does it work?

kept asking questions in my mind, and was constantly vetoed by myself, in front of this young man who broke everyone's cognition, I felt as small as an ant.

Yang Yi was also stunned.

Although lying on the ground, the bones of his body seemed to be completely dismantled, and like everyone else, he completely lost the ability to think.

He really couldn't think of how Su Chen did it

After all, how strong can a teenager be?

"How...... Maybe ......" Yang Yi muttered to himself in a voice so hoarse that he couldn't even hear it......

And the butcher's feeling at this time is even stronger.

This almost made him almost lose his fighting spirit...... This is outrageous......

"What a joke!"

The wind blew silently across the field, and there was a rustling sound.

A hoarse cry pierced the silence.

"You...... What kind of person is it?"

A Zhou Tianjing who is about fifteen years old, or is it stronger?

"I hate it when people threaten me......" The faint answer sounded in the butcher's ears, although the answer was not the question, but it gave people a feeling that it should be so.

"Hah...... Ha...... Ha...... Hahahahaha......" He laughed deeply, and the laughter gradually accelerated, accompanied by the hysterical madness, piercing the sky!

"How long has it been...... How long has it been since I felt like this, the feeling of wandering on the verge of death, the butcher before winning the title of butcher, is the real butcher!"

It's crazy to think about...... My soul has been completely ignited...... Boom!

The butcher patted the dust on his body, his movements became more and more gentle and elegant, he slowly lowered his head, and looked at the black blade in his palm affectionately, as if he was staring at his lover, "I'm really sorry, I have now completely corrected my wrong perception of strength and weakness." ”

"How long has it been since I went from weak to strong, and I haven't felt this fear...... Struggling in despair and wielding a butcher's knife at a strong man like Your Excellency is what my butcher is best at!"

Looking at Su Chen, his smile was a little weird......

"Only by killing the strong can you find the pleasure that you have not seen for a long time......"

His voice suddenly raised a few points as he walked, "Soul Slayer Guard listens to orders." ”

"Bang".

The sound of neat footsteps coming together made the whole field tremble.

"At your command, Your Excellency!"

Although there was not much fighting spirit left, the obedience consciousness that had been deeply rooted in their bones for many years still controlled their bodies.

"Feast of Death...... Knot! God! Slaughter!"

The earth trembled slightly, the sound of neat steps echoed above the field, and the Butcher's crazy battle intent completely inspired the battle intent of the Soul Slaughter Guard.

These strongmen in fine armor quickly stepped on the regular pace, and the condensed storm of battle intent surged on the field in an instant, and the black evil qi seemed to be condensed on the top of the head of every soul slayer guard, and the giant sword with a black true yuan raised slowly converged towards the formation with an icy chill.

The monstrous evil qi condensed together, gradually forming a vortex in the sky, like a huge gear, and the entire void was slitted with cracks when it turned.

In the center of the whirlpool, a dark pillar of light condensed, and that pillar of light fell from the sky, and finally converged on the demonic black blade in the butcher's hand, and his momentum climbed again and again.

At this time, the butcher is like a hideous evil ghost returning from the hell of the nothingness legend, and the black mist lingers, as if he wants to choose someone to devour.

He raised his head slightly, rubbing the black blade in his palm, his mind was all immersed in it, his unfocused pupils had turned gray, the corners of his mouth curved out of a strange arc, and his slow tone was full of indescribable strangeness.

"Dark Erosion!"

As he spoke, the black blade in his palm suddenly disappeared, and the dark aura spread wildly around, and the originally bright sky was gradually shrouded in black haze.

The yin energy of the forest swept the world.

At the same time, a little ghost light quietly condensed.

In this haze, there was a strange movement silently, floating towards Su Chen, completely imperceptible to the naked eye.

At this moment, the ghostly light suddenly accelerated, so fast that it was impossible to see clearly, to the extent that ordinary people could not react at all, and time seemed to freeze here.

Su Chen's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and a pair of black eyes, like a deep starry sky, seemed to be able to suck people into it.

With an indifferent face, he waved his sleeve robe slightly, and the space in front of him was so strangely distorted, and then the black mang flew back upside down at a speed of a hundred times, piercing through the butcher's head.

In the next moment, the butcher collapsed to the ground, silent.

Everyone saw what was going on.

But this weird picture is really unacceptable, incredibly fast, but it is clearly interpreted with extremely slow movements.

Incredibly slow.

There are no earth-shattering collisions, no overbearing repression, no dark and unrelenting erosion.

Some are just the people who lie there quietly.

"Bang dang!"

The sound of a weapon falling echoed in the field, looking at the gradually cold body, hundreds of elite armored men completely lost focus in their eyes. Beneath the rough faces there was only boundless fear.

Ever since the first day they joined the Soul Slayer, they had kept one thing in mind!

The sword is in the people, and they never leave their hands when they eat and sleep, but now, they have put down the sword one after another, forever......

The sound of hundreds of giant swords falling at the same time was so spectacular, and with the setting sun, the tremor tail was gradually swallowed up by the darkness.